Gong Ruini turned her head to watch Zhao Guangran pull Zhan Jing out with a slap, feeling a sudden pain in her own ear.
"Don't look." Zhao Xuran turned Gong Ruini's head back, "Is the saltwater bottle cold?"
Gong Ruini nodded. After the two small heaters got up, she felt how cold it was in bed, thankful for the hot water bottles and the saltwater bottle.
Zhao Xuran got up and took the always-boiling hot water from the stove and filled up a bottle for Gong Ruini, "Give me the hot water bottle."
Gong Ruini yawned. Now it was just a weekend, and usually, she got up quite early, her spirits recently had been tightly strained, and she really felt exceptionally tired.
Cai Meina saw her daughter's fatigued face, not as spirited as last time, which pained Cai Meina, "Ni Zi, what's wrong with you lately, is it too much pressure?"
